The surging sword light continued to advance and within a moment had arrived in front of Zhang Qiao Ling. For the first time in her life, Zhang Qiao Ling felt the breath of death!
Was she going to die?
In Zhang Qiao Ling's beautiful eyes, there was a full of unwillingness, full of sorrow. She was a genius, she was still very young, her brilliance had not yet begun, was she going to die?
The sword light flashed, and a burst of severe pain came from Zhang Qiao Ling's waist. The terrifying power invaded her body, making Zhang Qiao Ling spin and fall like Fei Hua in the wind, while blood sprayed across the sky!
In the distance, Zhang Chi exclaimed: "Sister!"
His figure flashed and drove the Green Phoenix to rush towards Zhang Qiao Ling, whose soft body covered in green feathers steadily caught her.
Zhang Qiao Ling was slightly stunned, she hadn't died?
She looked at the bloodstains on her waist, where there was a sword wound, her eyes couldn't help but become complicated.
